User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3135907-20120512153319

Awhile later Raivil sneaks off from the tree where he was having his discussion with Scivaad. For a time he acts like he's carrying out his old matey's plan, but actually, a new, better idea has formed in his brain. Heading to his tent, he decides to sleep on it.

Meanwhile, Scivaad, disguised in rags and carrying a crude wooden spear so as to resemble a hordebeast, staggers through the vermin camp drunkenly. He stumbles over to a campfire and sits down. He nudges a rather insecure looking rat and says, "Ahoy, c'd I `ave a bit o' that fish ye've got?" OOC: You'll have to control the rat, Llam